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The plane landed on what looked like a private runway. No other planes were around, and the surrounding landscape was farming. Countless people were moving back and forth as they worked on their land or on the tractors. “We grow our own food and also distribute it. It is a large source of income for the pack. I, personally, have invested and own a few companies, but as a pack, we thrive off of those fields.” We walked to some golf carts looking things and got in. Jet was driving us as everyone else followed us. A winding road took us through some trees and up a narrow path. The forest was absolutely beautiful here. Life was everywhere I looked. The thick green forest floor with the blooming brush barely made the rabbits and squirrels visible. A deer started running beside us. It was a doe with two small fawns with spots still. They followed us for a good mile before they stopped at a stream for a drink. A large metal gate appeared before us. It looked like something out of the mo
“Oh, really?” I laughed as I pushed him off me and kept walking. Walking alongside of me, Jet still has lingering sexual feelings running through his veins. This will take getting used to. It’s not that I don’t mind him touching me every chance he gets, but I’ve had no one do that… well, I let no one do that. “Here was are, OUR room.” Jet made a deal about saying the word “our” like I was going to argue about sharing a room with him. Walking in, the first thing I noticed was the huge floor to ceiling windows. They were massive, as it overlooked the forest below. His room complimented that with warm neutral colors of green and browns. A fluffy olive green quilt sat on his bed with cream sheets. A wooden headboard framed the wall with lights above each end table. A T.V hung down on a system that looked like it went up into the ceiling if not used. A small kitchen sat on the right with a large livingroom area with a couch and a love seat. The vanity was off to the side and two doors on
“What’s that?” I asked as I walked over and grabbed my bags. “Jet is a huge romantic and softey. He just doesn’t like to show it. But he likes a bad girl too. The take charge and flaunt you authority kind.” Justina unzipped my bags and started putting things into piles. “We need to take you shopping!” “What’s wrong with my clothes?” I asked defensively, but I didn’t want to offend my new friend. “Very… conservative. You need something more sexy. Make Jet fall on his knees for you. “I don’t know… what if he gets mad my skin is showing?” “If you don’t show too much, he won’t care at all. There is a fine line and I am going to show you that. You are so beautiful on your own that you don’t need much but you will be my barbie!” Justina clapped her hands together as she started smiling. “Whatever you want.” I rolled my eyes as I walked my shirts to the closet. “Let’s hang them here.” Justina pulled out his shirts and stuck them on the other side of the walk-in closet. “You have th
My eyes left Jet as I made contact with Adron. His creatures were on all fours as they studied their prey. Every fiber of my being was telling me to not go to him, but I didn’t want Jet to get hurt! “Baby, come to me. We can defeat them. Don’t go to him. Come to me… please!” Jet mind-linked me. The vulnerability in his voice made my knees weak. “I don’t want you guys to get hurt because of me!” I replied. I was so scared that I doubt my feet would move. “Clock is ticking. You have one more minute to decide before I attack!” Adron promised. “Just come to me. If anything happens to you, I won’t forgive myself. Now, please!” Jet kept begging. Slowly, my foot raised up as I moved it back half a step before putting it down. That little movement wasn’t unnoticed by Adron. “The choice is yours. Now everything that is about to happen is all your fault, Ivory.” Adron said. Waving his arms, three more vamolves showed up and he disappeared. They put some distance between them as they look
I was in full hysterics as I finally broke down and fell to my knees. The heat from the fire kept my face warm as Jet just stared at me. “Just leave me alone.” I requested. “Ivory. You were given this task. You have to be strong enough to complete it.” Jet kneeled down beside me without touching me. “Don’t you think I know that? Don’t you think I realize the gravity of my situation? I hesitated because I could have easily given myself up to die to save the whole planet. But I didn’t because I knew it didn’t guarantee he would stop. I’m not stupid, and I don’t appreciate you treating me like a little girl.” I said firmly. “I make my woman in this pack just as strong as the men. I won’t have a female victim under my watch. I don’t know how to be… sensitive.” Jet confessed. “I don’t need sensitive. I need understanding. I need encouraging and supportive. I need you to put Carol in her place so I can do what I need to do without worrying you will go back to your ex.” “We are mate
Jet let go of my nipple long enough to yell. “GO AWAY!” He commanded. Without missing a beat, he lifted me up with him as he kept sucking on my tit. Holding on to him, I watched as he carried me to the door before pinning me against it. Letting go of my nipple, he looked up at me. I heard the sound of the lock as he spoke. “We are busy.” A smile spread across my face, but just as quickly, my eyes rolled to the back of my head. I wasn’t prepared for his finger to enter me. My body tensed as my nailed digged into him. My juices were already flowing down his hand as he kept pumping into me. I felt the pressure building as his fingers went faster and faster. His mouth found that sensitive spot under my boob to suck on and I was lost in his touch. “OH YES!” I screamed. My own hand slipped between us as I found my clip and rubbed it. He watched me before looking up at me. “I need your dick in me!” I pleaded. “Oh you will get pounded.” Jet promised but his fingers didn’t let up. “Look a
“Let’s do a few drills and then we can go into the woods to work on bring out those powers!” Justina smiled as me. I think she is more excited about them than I am. “Okay. I need to check in with the warriors but Wade and I can join in later. Jameson can handle everything else.” Jet was deep in though so I didn’t bother commenting. “Sounds good. First drill we can work on is foot work. You are still a petite frame even though you have boobs and an ass. You need to work on your quickness.” Justina frowned as her examination of my body made in instantly want to cover up. “I’m sorry?” I half asked, half sarcastically replied. “It’s really not fair that you have a body as perfect as yours. I would kill for that waist!” “Try to stop hitting on my mate and just train her.” Jet was rubbing his eyes but pride ran though me as she talked. There was also a hint of arousal. “Keep talking, your making your brother want to fuck me.” I teased. I was really proud of myself today. First the
“Y-yes…” I said uncertain. “I haven’t seen your wolf but this is how I pictured him.” “Ivvy, that looks amazing!” Justina spoke up in awe. I almost forgot she was there. Wave was standing behind her with his arms folded over his chest as he looked at the wolf fountain. “Thanks!” I said with a smile. I was still waiting on Jet’s reaction. He still hadn’t spoke if he liked it or not and I can’t gage his emotions either. “Can you make the water spray out?” Wade asked. Looking at the fountain, I visualized the water spraying the lilac bush to water it. “How’s that?” “Can you pull the moisture from the air?” Jet asked. Looking uncertain at him, I was willing to try anyway. “I’ll try.” The breeze gently ran though my hair as I tried to reach out to it. Closing my eyes, I visualized the clouds. Mentally grabbing the water from them and from the lakes nearby and pulled them towards me. The wind picked up as I loved the feel of it blowing through my hair. “Uh, Ivvy?” I heard Justin
Thank you all for reading Opal Eyed Luna! This has been a story that has sat in my mind for a year that I just needed to get out. However, as I wrote it, the story took a turn that I had not expected and it ended up being much longer than anticipated. Since I have read and recieved so much feedback about legnths of books, I have decided to make this part one with a possible part 2 if you readers enjoyed it! I am working on two others right now but I don't feel like I am ready to not see where Ivory and Jet go with her new job title! If you would like to see a book two, please let me know! I love hearing all your thoughts! As always, I do read each and every one of them. As much as I try to like or reply to them all, I have a toddler that I am trying to potty train so it is a little crazy in my house hold! My new book out is called Diamond Eyed Luna. That might be the last in this series, depending if I write a book 2 on this one. It is currently available and I will be posting regu
“We are here to serve you.” Their voice was like ice water running down my veins. “Why can’t Jet see you?” “We could allow him to if you wish?” “Yes.” “Holy moth-” Jet took a step back and wrapped his arm around me. “He is very much your boss as I am.” I said, wanting them to listen to him too. “Understood.” It was weird talking to them. “What is your role? What do you do?” I asked, trying to understand. “We are your servants. When someone needs to pass through, you signal us and we take them there. We are also your protectors. If danger is near, we will tell you.” “That is how Adron was able to always be a step head of us.” I said to Jet in the mind-link. “One of many ways.” Jet replied. “Can you take me to the underworld?” “Sure, if you wish.” One of them said. “However, you may not get to come back.” Another one said. “Why?” Jet asked. You could almost feel them shift their eyes to him. “You are still human. Portal is a one way unless you are a god. Since you are
There appeared to be a clear understanding from Spencer and Jameson. Calvin needed to go. His attitude was not that of a gamma, but of a cocky little shit. One second they were all looking at each other and the next, Calvin realised what was happening. “Whoa! Guys! Come on!” Calvin tried to plead his case as both men jumped him. Jameson took high as Spencer took low. Calvin surprised me with how much of a fight he put up. He managed to knee Spencer in the ribs and land a single punch to Jameson before he was officially knocked out. Once he was removed, it was just Spencer and Jameson. I was on the edge of my eat, trying to see who was winning. Jet was feeling rather anxious himself, which didn’t help mine. These men had trained together. Jameson had trained Spencer, so it was coach verse student. Spencer tried a submission move that Jameson counteracted. Jameson would go to deliver a combination, and Spencer would avoid it expertly. For five whole minutes, not a single blow was l
“Come on, it wasn’t that bad!” Jet was on the other side of my locked bathroom door. Humiliation and embarrassment filled me as I stripped naked and turned the shower on. I had fallen asleep before Jet was back. So, I was trying to make it up to him this morning, but the sexy lingerie I was trying to put on was not baby bell proof. It stuck out like a busted can of biscuits and even ripped the material. The worst part, Jet had walked into the closet to see where I had went and found me in front of the mirror. I was about to pull the one piece down but my stomach ripped a hole, my ass was eating the underwear and there wasn’t enough fabric to cover my nipple. It looked absolutely horrifying. To top it off, I was out of breath from trying to get into it. Jet’s eyes widened as he tried to hide a smile. So, naturally, I am hiding in the bathroom. It was easy to rip it off as my stomach had already started it. Dying of embarrassment was a true statement that never hit me so hard before.
“That was an exhausting day.” My ass was sore from riding Colt all day. It normally wouldn’t be but with this extra weight on my stomach, my posture was off. “Watching the obstacle course twelve times isss… rough. I got my twelve miles in today.” Wade sat down in the chair. Jet was wearing only was wearing his shorts. With his bare chest, it was hard to focus. These pregnancy hormones are no joke. Plus, it has been forever since we had sex. “Focus, afterwards we can do whatever you want.” Jet teased me in my mind. “ANYWAY.” I said, a little too loud. Jet smirked, and Wade looked slightly confused before choosing to ignore us. “Let’s just start at the top. Carol.” “She made quite a few mistakes.” Wade frowned as Jet pulled up the video of her running. “What is the scoring? Like five points per task?” I asked. “That would make 20 points total so that is good.” Jet said. “To start, she immediately stepped on a mine and got herself killed. She didn’t even look around to make s
Jet and I were angry as we exited our room. Not at each other, but the situation we were put in. I thought everything was behind us. We thought we could have a normal quiet life now with our pack and our child. Nope. Now we have to deal with this. What kind of toll is this going to take on me? On our child? “Whoa, that is some major aggression you both have today.” Susan said as we turned the corner into the foyer. Brent, Susan and Wade were waiting for us. I was a little surprised to see Susan. Ever since Megan was killed, she hasn’t come around much if it wasn’t about the baby. “Let’s get this over with.” Jet said as he kept walking past his family and towards the golf carts. Everyone had a surprised looks on their face as they watched him go and then turned and gave me a questioning look. “Later.” I said and followed him out, too. I couldn’t walk as fast, but I was happy to see Jet was waiting by the side of the cart to help me in. No one spoke as we made our awkward golf cart r
“Alright, we have our rankings!” Jet said as he held up his paper. “What are they?” I asked. Jet had kept the names to himself and just wrote the score down by the person. “There are a few ties, but here it is.” He laid it out in front of us. My eyes instantly went to find Jameson. He scored a 25 out of 30. A huge relief washing through me as I kept looking down the line. 19… 22…13… 26 wait? What? It was Carol. She scored one higher than Jameson on the critical thinking test. On the bottom of the paper, there was a list of each name from top ranking to bottom. Carol- 26Jameson-25Spencer-22Leroy- 22Peter- 21Calvin- 21Mark- 19Ethan-19Tyler- 19Anthony- 17Beau-15Dalton-13 “Interesting.” Wade said as he studied it. “Oh, this isn’t good for me.” Sitting down, the panic feeling started creeping back up. “Don’t worry. Jameson excels at obstacle courses. Actually, Leroy might give him a run for his money tomorrow. Even give Carol a heart attack.” Jet said as he grabbed a th
“Are we ready to go?” I was pacing in our office as Jet was finishing up each item on the critical thinking test. It had been a full week and I haven’t done anything but sit around and wait. Wait to go into labor, wait for Jameson to heal and even just wait for this tournament. There were a total of a dozen names on the paper. One female and the rest were males. “I’m finishing it now.” Jet said, slightly annoyed, but his patience was endless with me recently. I knew I was being a handful, but it was hard to relax. Susan had managed to get all the laundry done and put away, but there hadn’t been any progress in making a nursery. So I am worried about the nursery and worried about this tournament. I might have a heart attack before this is over. “You need to breathe.” Wade was sitting on the couch, watching me with a smile on his face. The fact that he found this funny was frustrating. “I’ll… I’ll… I’ll set you on fire!” I finally spit out at him. “We could put that in the obstacl
My feet were never so thankful to be wearing something so comfortable. I couldn’t imagine wearing heels or flats even. Not that I was full on waddling like Justina, but I could tell I was starting to get a sway. Jet gave me his arm to use as we made our way to the field. Brent and Wade had not shown up yet but I knew they weren’t that far behind. All the seats were filled. As we made our way to the front, I noticed everyone had mixed emotions about today. The thing is, I couldn’t tell if it was anger at me or anger at Jameson. There were some people crying, and some even looked happy. Happy his spot was open or happy because they didn’t like him? I couldn’t tell. “So many different emotions.” I commented in the mind-link. We had found our seats and sat down. Jameson and Samantha were standing ten feet from each other, with a baggy t-shirt. Samantha looked both scared and pissed off. Jameson just looked ashamed. “They hadn’t heard the full story, but rumors get spread. From what I